My Cuppa Love Poem by Karpop Riba

Perk up, my friends! ! and lend an ear;
For I have a tale to share that's dear.
A friend who's been my loyal mate.
For all those mornings that I wake up late.

It's coffee, the magic elixir we brew~
That keeps us going, fresh as dew.
Aroma that hits the nose so sweet..
The warm embrace that I forever greet.

Bold and dark.. like the depths beneath...
A taste that promises to take defeat.
A sip that wakes you from deep slumber~
Aroma that announces, 'I'm here to conquer! '

Roasted beans, a symphony of flavor...
Brewing in the pot, it's never over.
A friend that jumps to your rescue,
Whenever you're stuck in a morning stew.

Espresso, cappuccino or a latte,
A burst of energy... never coy or sassy.
Infusing us with passion galore;
A companion we cannot ignore.